More
I need more.
More mountains where my soul soars.
More sunsets where my heart burns.
More rivers where my fears cease.
More wilderness where my spirit knows nothing but freedom.
More adventures –
Those random, I don’t know what I’ve gotten myself into
But I’m here and I’m going for it kind of adventures.
More laughs –
Those belly-aching, gut-wrenching
I know all of your quirks and weirdness
And still find you hilarious laughs.
More cries –
Those let me be brutally honest with you,
Real with you,
Know that you understand my darkness and are with me
And for me in spite of anything kind of cries.
More love –
Those unashamed, wave a banner in the air,
You make me crazy and giddy and soft
Moments where I can’t help but love you
In the biggest way kind of love.
This – this is the simplest but truest kind of living.
And I want nothing more
Than to live.